Ming Ke: Everyone at the same time thought I was a poor little thing

The system information has been suspended for more than half a month. Today is November 4th, and in three days, Hagiwara will die.

During this time, he had been secretly looking for information about the bombers, but there was no trace of the two men.

Whether he used the public security or the organization's methods, he couldn't find the person.

It was as if those two people didn't exist in this world at all.

But this is simply impossible, as Hagiwara and Matsuda died at their hands.

Fūya Ling guessed with a cold face that it was fate at work.

It was destined that his friend would die in this accident, and he would be unable to find the source to save him.

All I can do is wait helplessly for the tragic end to come.

Fūya Rei's eyes were sharp and his expression was determined.

He would never accept his fate.

Furiya Rei sneered and thought, that guy Hagiwara Kenji should not try to escape at the critical moment. He should just live well and serve the people as a policeman honestly for the rest of his life.

He didn't dare to act rashly at the moment. Gin's recent strange behavior and the silent attitude of the organization's top management made him afraid to take risks.

But we can't delay any longer.

Jōgu Rei glanced at the system mall, clicked on the rows of cards and began to look at them, only to find that the only cards he could afford were the healing cards.

He clicked on the detailed description and studied it carefully.

[Healing Card Name: Please Don’t Die

Effect: Can heal all near-death or fatal injuries]

Fūya Rei's eyes lit up. Great, this is it.

He invested all the energy he had collected so far into buying a healing card.

Fūya Rei looked at the resurrection card, lucky card, bad luck card, etc. with envy, but unfortunately he couldn't afford them.

We have to accumulate strength as soon as possible.

He closed the mall regretfully, frowned at the card in his hand, and had to find a way to meet Hagiwara and put the treatment card on Hagiwara.

He took a deep breath, suppressed his impatience and worry, and focused on drawing cards.

So, do you really want to smoke?

The only hope for breaking the deadlock at the moment is drawing cards.

But after thinking about it, Rei Furuya decided to give up.

The uncertainty of the next character is too high, and he cannot gamble with his friend's life.

Even if we draw a card, we have to wait until Hagiwara is safe.

He raised his hand, the detective card looming at his fingertips.

Click.

The apartment has a power outage.

That night, at midnight, Gin and Vodka had just finished their mission and were sitting in the car smoking and relaxing when Vodka's cell phone rang.

Gin looked over at the first moment.

Vodka took out his phone and looked at it, and was stunned: "Brother, it's Bourbon."

Gin narrowed his eyes, his voice filled with unpredictable emotion as he said, "It doesn't have to be Bourbon. Put on speakerphone, answer it."

Bourbon never contacts him or Vodka proactively, and they just email him if there is anything.

So this phone call—

"Mr. Sunglasses, buy me ten different desserts and two boxes of snacks. I don't want the snacks I bought last time. I want the ones I haven't eaten yet!"

"You and Killer-kun are not allowed to disturb my rest in the middle of the night. If you have anything to say, we can talk about it tomorrow. That's it."

After hanging up the phone, Vodka felt a long-lost feeling of emotion.

He is so arrogant and a model of doing things his own way. He is definitely a detective.

Vodka looked at Gin inquiringly: "Brother?"

Gin wiped his gun and said without looking up, "I'll see the detective tomorrow morning."

"yes, Sir."

"Check if there's anything special happening at the safe house."

Vodka contacted the peripheral members who had been monitoring the safe house and soon got some useful information.

"Nothing else happened except the power went out five minutes ago," Vodka reported.

"Very good." Gin paused, a subtle smile mixed in his cold voice.

found it.

That condition might trigger a personality switch.

On the morning of November 5th, Gin and Vodka arrived.

The detective happily opened the door to greet himself with cake and snacks, but the smile disappeared from his face at the first sight of the two.

He blocked the doorway, preventing the two from entering, and shouted in disbelief, "You followed me around to find the trigger for my personality switch! Killer-kun, you're despicable!"

"Are you thinking that if you get tired of the detective one day, you'll just switch to a personality you like? You're dreaming! The detective will never let you succeed."

Gin, who hadn't even had time to say a word, said: ...

He twitched his lips sarcastically: "You have a likable personality? Haha."

This sentence is not very lethal, but it is extremely insulting.

Seeing that the detective was about to make a scene, Vodka skillfully handed him a piece of cheesecake to appease him.

The detective glared at him, struggled for a moment, and then took it.

As if he felt that he was losing his dignity, he turned around angrily and sat down on the sofa, childishly ignoring everyone.

Gin adjusted the brim of his hat and said simply, "Come with me on the mission today."

Without waiting for the detective to protest, he continued, "You have no right to refuse."

Jianggu Ling: "...?"

Furiya Rei became alert. Biting his cheesecake, he looked at Gin with an uncertain expression and asked bluntly, "What evil plan are you planning?"

Gin glanced at him coldly, then turned and walked out.

"Let's talk after we finish eating and get in the car."

Fūya Rei slowly finished his small cake, packed up, and then got into the Porsche.

He found it strange that even though he had been dawdling for so long, Gin didn't seem impatient at all.

something wrong.

He stared at Gin and found that there was a note written from the hair to the soles of Gin's feet.

[Baoer, run! He's decided to put you in the dark room!]

Furuya Rei: !!

He reached out to open the car door, but found that it was already locked.

"Mr. Vodka, open the door quickly. The detective wants to go down."

Vodka refused: "No, you have to follow Big Brother."

The Porsche drove quickly towards the experimental base. Fūya Rei clenched his fists and lowered his head, making it impossible to see his expression.

His mind was racing. Why did Gin lock him up? Was he suspicious of him?

No, with Gin's personality, if he suspected that he was an undercover agent, he would shoot him without saying a word. This is definitely not his attitude.

What is the reason?

His eyes flashed, and an idea suddenly occurred to him. Could it be a personality switch?

Gin's cold gaze swept across the detective, and it was obvious that the detective had discovered his purpose.

If you know you can't escape, just give up struggling and there's no need to waste each other's time.

In order to determine the conditions for Toru Amuro's multiple personalities to switch, Gin endured his disgust and partnered with Bourbon for more than half a month, but there was no progress at all.

Unexpectedly, there was a breakthrough with the detective.

Sudden darkness, or rather, a pitch-black and silent space?

It doesn't matter which one, just try them all.

Gin thought indifferently.

This experimental base is very close, right near Kamiya-cho, and you can see Tokyo Tower by looking up.

On the surface, it is a pharmaceutical company, but its experimental base is on the third underground floor.

Gin had a soundproofed room prepared in advance. It was completely empty. Once the door was closed, it was pitch black, without a single ray of light. All sound was cut off, and there was a dead silence.